Venting Lyrics – Pryyority
Singer: Pryyority
Title: Venting
[Alll, ‘ooooooo, I, ‘yeeeaaaahh, need
[ahhhhh
Buck roll
I think its important for all of us to vent [Got to
Well Im a vent [Get it off ‘ya chest then
This is me venting
Liquid leakin’ from my eyes, that’s what you call tears
Dyin’ at an early age, is what I call fear
Many nights, I’m up at night, it’s like my mind spinnin’
And despite every f#cking loss, it feels like I’m winnin’
Hell of a life, what a hell of a journey
Custody battle, 50k to attorneys
‘Lotta money spent, I won’t complain, it’s worth it in the end
My daughter chose her mom, yeah it hurt, sh#t i can’t pretend
Two years we ain’t speak, hope we can make amends
It really sucks, I ‘gotta settle, for the partial win
Got my son full time, thats a major blessing
Teach him how to be a man, and many life lessons
Teach him to control his anger, build his brain muscles
Most importantly, I ‘gotta teach him how to hustle
I ran up and down the road, and took a couple flights
I made 37 thousand, in a couple nights
Chillin’ in the heated pool, what a f#ckin’ life
I made many bad choices, got a couple right
Watch my daughter, as she floatin’, in the pool, with a smile
I go where everybody ‘ain’t, I stay removed from the crowd
Took allot of family trips, sh#t, it felt like a tour
Business and a ‘lil leisure, whole entrepreneur
Staying to the books closed, picking up my winnings
60 thousand last season, that’s just the beginnin’
Couple hours, 10 grand, I ‘ain’t break a sweat
Books open, lines up, time to place ‘ya bet
Either ‘ya got it, or ‘ya don’t, still very simple
Either ‘ya chase dreams, or ‘ya watch ‘ya life dwindle
From Atlanta, to Miami, first class flights
From Miami, to Atlanta, back the same night
Sports cars, stayed muttin’ em, on 95
Top down, wind blowing, feelin’ so alive
Me and Sap, to the spot, to pick up 7 bands
We was really countin’ money, till we hurt our hands
Filet minion, chicken, rice, and extra garlic butta’
Boss talk, Benihana, lunch with my bruddah’
I was only in the city, for an hour, or two
Had to Fly back to Atlanta, pick my son up from school
The wise man once said, “don’t you argue with fools”
I ‘Ain’t ‘gotta, explain sh#t, I got nothin’ to prove
Now, in heated situations, I be keepin’ my cool
I got everything to gain, but, I got plenty to lose
I ‘a die for this sh#t, and I ‘a kill too
Sometimes, you ‘gotta touch em up, to make ’em feel you
You are all, [oooooo] I, [‘yeahhhh] need
You are all, I
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